Song Shuhang was genuinely curious about the kind of inner demon he would have. There was a time when he even tried to nurture his own inner demon.
Unfortunately, due to his terrifying accumulation of merit, it was exceedingly difficult for him to generate an inner demon under the suppression of the virtuous lamia.
His inner demon was like a small snowflake, while the virtuous lamia was like the scorching sun in midsummer. The Inner Cute Demon didn't even have time to condense into a snowman. Just as the little snowflakes appeared, they melted away.
However, today, in the Devil Sea Realm's ancient tribulation, he finally had the chance to confront his inner demon. It was a very rare opportunity that likely only occurred once in his long cultivation journey.
"Come out, let me see what you look like, demon," Song Shuhang said with a gentle smile.
